Chosen unlucky guy

Xin Sui raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized what was in the mind of the two hundred and five, and said angrily and amusedly: "What's the matter? Miss Zhao is very kind, very filial, and a very good person."

Zhao Yuanjun has just turned 25 this year, and counting it all, he is only one or two years older than Xin Sui, who is in the first year of graduate school; it is only because of Ju Tingping's disease that can bring down the family, and his reading is shallow Immediately after graduating, he went to work directly, and in addition to the hard life in recent years, it seems that Bi Xinsui has matured a lot.

Could it be that Ke Xinsui is some naive character?

Of course not, so the more He Jingle saw that the two were more in tune, he wished to announce their marriage on the spot. At this time, he heard that one of them sent a good person card to the other without thinking, and said with a little disappointment: "Ah? Except for this Woolen cloth?"

"Don't you think my sister is very beautiful, and she is especially suitable to be married to a man who is [-] and wears a red vest with a mole on his right ear?"

Xin Sui said, "I'm 187."

He Jingle, who almost reported his ID number, was furious: "Did I tell you this!"

Xin Sui was strangely silent for a while, then sighed softly suddenly, and stopped joking with him, and just said: "Love is not something you can do just because you think we are suitable. If this is the case, then you just casually chat with each other on the street. Tell them personally that you are in a relationship, and see if they agree."

"Why not?"

He Jingle took out his mobile phone and dialed someone. After a few rings, he answered it in a hurry, and Yu Ye asked in a low voice: "Hello, master? What's the matter? Tell me something, our minister will immediately They are coming to catch me!"

"Hi Yu Ye, you and Xiang Kongshan are dating."

He Jingle squinted at the person sitting next to him, and turned on the speakerphone. Yu Ye was so speechless that he could make Xin Sui somersault through the microphone, only to hear him say: "Yeah, you're late, We have been married for 50 years, and the golden wedding anniversary has just passed, don't bother, remember to take the money with you, hang up."

Xin Sui: "..."

Young Master He became more and more complacent, and he said, "Haha! How about it, you can't think of it!"

The indescribable speech block swept Xin Sui again, and along with it came some indescribable shock.After all, Xiang Kongshan and Yu Ye's reputation is well-known throughout the college districts of the imperial capital. When he saw the former for the first time earlier, he thought the name was familiar; later, he saw the same ring on the middle finger of the two of them to indicate that they were in love. Isn't it He didn't think about this, but he just couldn't believe it—as if he couldn't believe it at first, that these two people were willing to be friends with He Jingle, a beautiful idiot who had almost no merits other than good looks.

The second half has gradually turned into a calmness that should be so in his relationship with He Jingle. Anyway, he himself is not strong enough, but the first half has not been fully confirmed until today, but it seems that it is not the time to ask this right now. At that time, because he saw that Young Master He's tail was about to go up to the sky, he said with a smile: "Xin Sui, believe it or not, I am a prophet!"

"I prophesied that you would love me—"

Before he could utter the last word "sister", Zhao Yuanjun, who had been standing at the door of the kitchen for an unknown amount of time, rushed over and covered his mouth. He hesitated and looked at Xin Sui: "Well, Mr. Xin, don't listen to my brother's nonsense!"

He Jingle murmured dissatisfiedly in her palm, and he didn't know what he was mumbling about. Fortunately, Xin Sui is a good boy who can read people's faces most of the time, so he just smiled: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about it." superior."

Everyone laughed, no matter if it was true or not, only He Jingle was still covered with his mouth covered, his eyes turned white looking at the ceiling; after a while, Xin Sui saw that the time had dragged on for too long, so he stood up voluntarily : "Then Ms. Zhao, I won't bother you for now, there are still a few others to visit..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, because there was a sudden loud noise at the door of another room. Several people followed the sound and found Ju Tingping standing pale at the door, holding the treasure that He Jingle gave her. The thermos tea cup I bought fell on the ground, and the hot water was scattered all over the floor, still smoking.

"mom!"

He Jingle and Zhao Yuanjun uttered screams at the same time, the former jumped up, relying on his tall legs, he ran to her side in two or three steps: "Is it burning somewhere?"

Ju Tingping didn't answer, she just stared at Xin Sui in a daze, and Zhao Yuanjun, who was a step behind, had a premonition when he saw something, so he hurried up and pushed him towards the door: "Mr. Xin, you go first! "

But it was too late, Ju Tingping suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream, the voice was hoarse and shrill, it didn't even sound like a human being could make, but more like when a wooden door in disrepair was pushed and closed The sound of the door hinge turning; she stepped on the puddle of water and rushed towards Xin Sui, throwing everything she saw on the road to this side, and shouted like crazy: "Who told you to come, liar, big liar!"

Zhao Yuanjun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to stand in front of Xin Sui, but how could the latter allow himself to be blocked by a girl, so he moved faster than Zhao Yuanjun, and he tightly protected the other party behind him, with his back on his back. Really withstood the impact of a flowerpot.

The flower pot was broken on the ground, he let out a muffled groan, but he still didn't say a word, just pursed his lips tightly.

"Xin Sui!" He Jingle yelled anxiously. He stopped Ju Tingping's movements and tried to comfort him gently, "Mom, don't do this."

Ju Tingping grabbed his hand firmly as if she had grasped a life-saving straw: "Xiaosi, you are here, look at mom, you are Zhao Yuansi, right?"

He Jingle realized that his voice had become hoarse at some point, he held back his sobs and said, "It's me, I'm here."

Ju Tingping breathed a sigh of relief. She held He Jingle's hand, pointed at Xin Sui like a child complaining, and said, "I remember his red vest. He said before that you are not my son, my son." I lost it a long time ago, he is a liar, why don't you just stand here, he is a liar, drive him away!"

He Jingle's breathing was slightly stagnant, he raised his head, and at a distance not too far away, met Xin Sui's eyes with tears in his eyes, and suddenly thought that not long ago, when the two were on the subway, he had been so willful with Xin Sui. Xin Sui asked the other party to cooperate with him in acting; but he had never seen such a scene at that time, and naturally he didn't understand what Xin Sui's silence meant.

He didn't even know how many times Xin Sui had been treated like this, and he didn't know whether such wishful expectations would be a turning point for the other party.

"Xin Sui, let's go." Taking advantage of Ju Tingping's silence, he said.

In fact, he wanted to say, I don’t want to be angry with you anymore, you can do whatever you want, even if you don’t take me with you, but just don’t come here again, and don’t volunteer in this kind of place anymore, don’t be pregnant every week Sincere and respectful hearts come to the door, and then they are chased out like a stray dog.

Because he has realized clearly like never before that Ju Tingping is a troublesome mental patient, who knows which sentence will become an opportunity for her to lose her mind. Enter this fantasy dream of motherly kindness and filial piety.

He regretted it. It turned out that Ju Tingping remembered everything, and it was his own optimism from beginning to end.

Suddenly, Ju Tingping broke free from his shackles, and ran forward like crazy. At some point, there was an extra glass teacup in her hand, but no one reacted. In desperation, He Jingle could only run faster than her. Faster, and then faced Xin Sui head-on, taking the blow of a middle-aged woman desperately trying her best for him.

The teacup hit the back of his head, and he was dizzy for a moment. Before he passed out completely, he only saw Xin Sui's panicked face.

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To various extents, Xiao Le is a prophet...